Looking at Gao Ran with unreadable eyes, Qin Chu didn't speak.
"Why are you staring at me? Speak."
"I'm afraid the answer is too much for you to accept."
"Bullshit, I'm a cop. I've handled countless cases… Tell me. I'm sure I can take it."
Gao Ran thought Qin Chu was exaggerating.
After all, he wasn't a cop who only sat in his office and drank tea; he had done many field missions and cracked countless cases before he was promoted to the position of bureau chief.
"I think the weapon is a fingernail."
"What?"
Gao Ran thought he had heard it wrong, so he asked, "What?"
"I said I think the weapon is a fingernail."
"Fingernail. Are you kidding?" Gao Ran was stupefied.
"You know me, Old Gao. I never joke, especially in such a solemn situation…"